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I gave a quick nod, following close behind with my sword wielded and trying to keep my footsteps quiet agains the stone. Things seemed a bit too, I don't know, easy. Usually with an evil person trying to overthrow an entire government there would be a lot more guards and a lot less teenagers sneaking in to take them down. Maybe I was just being paranoid after what had just happened in the woods....but it felt off.

Everyone piled out of the hovercraft, and as soon as I saw Xanther, Silvien, and Rafael, I gave them a handshake and a hug.

But my father remained in the vehicle.

Curious, I walked in, watching as my father finished a serious-looking conversation with Luka. The kid seemed understanding, yet rather concerned. He followed Xanther off the bus, and my father beckoned me forward. There was a lot to talk about, he told me.

Finally! We made it through that frickin maze! As we exited Azula warned us to be quiet and I intended to follow those instructions. Fate seemed to have a different idea in mind.

I was too busy relishing in the fact that we made it out that I didn't notice the large, metal planter at my feet. One wrong step and my foot ended up in it and I proceeded to stumble, each step following making a loud clunking noise until I inevitably fell.

The crash of the golden planter resonated once more and I fought with it to get it off my foot. Pushing with all my might resulted on it shooting off and landing once more with a loud clang. My cheeks turn the brightest shade of red and the only words I could think to say were. "Who put that there?"

What hit me first was the prominent scent of moist wood and decaying leaves. Then came the gentle sound of rain. However, it was strangely warm and dry; I felt no trace of raindrops on my face, and all was still. Slowly, I forced open my eyes.

Candlelight graced the room and casted long shadows against the walls. It was small, but strangely comforting. It seemed as though I was occupying the only bed, but there was no one else to be found.

My feet dropped slowly to the floor. When I rose, that’s when I realized that the blanket over the doorway was propped up with Verecundus, revealing the dusk-lit greenery outside. My brow furrowed.

Before I could reach my scythe, a voice came from outside. “Awake already?”

I froze. The voice belonged to a boy, but it wasn't familiar to me. Could it belong to the one who took me into this hut? Instead of replying, I pressed my back against the wall, remaining out of sight.

"Besides suffering from an extreme case of klutziness and embarrassment I'm okay." I whispered

~Laylet~

I say hello to and hug almost everyone. I was so genuinely happy to see everyone again, it was a relief but also just felt homely. Like this is how things were meant to be. I stopped in front of Resh and looked at him as if I wasn't quite sure what to do, because I wasn't. I opened my mouth to say something then closed it again. I smiled a bit awkwardly while I continued to debate what I should do until I just hugged my arms around his neck. Tightly at first and then I loosened up as my head yelled at me for being weird.

I smiled when he reciprocated and I didn't make a fool of myself. I settled in a bit more comfortably then responded, "Man, it's good to see you again too. And even better that you're not unconscious."